The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1887-06-29
MR.. KNox's ADVENTURE.
He Has Shadow Filtration With tho
Occupant OF Berth Fifteen.

AASAo 10 a TRUE llCluSLJ OIL SUMMER uaNel.
My friend Knox boarded the express train
some time near 10 o'clock in the evening,
and found the sleepers crowded with passen-
gers. The colored porter offered choice Of
two places-the lower bunk in section /,
the upper birth being occupied by an old
gentleman, or the upper berth in section
New York by charming young
woman, according to the porter. Knox
wasn't half minute in making
choice. No. l was too near the door,
over the Wheels in fact, and to Is with the
porter he went. He took his little pair of
steps in behind the drab curtains and
mounted to his perch. Each of the berths
and foot away there swept from tho
cornice heavy drab rep curtain Up in
the cockloft Knox made few alterations in
his toilet, handed his shoes to the porter, and
addressed himself to sleep; but somehow his
mind kept wandering to the lower berth.
He wondered if its occupant was blonde or
a brunette. The officious porter came along
talking to some one just then, and a voice
as sweet as maroon glace said below him:
SIS that you, porter9 VIII you give me
a glass of water, pleasem Knox lay with
his neck on the rail of his bed, as if it was
a guillotine, till the water came, and q slim,
white hand stretched forth and took the
glass. Then the pretty hand went out again,
and fiuttered around refractory button ON
the curtain. Byron has said that the ''moon
sees more mischief i'll a month than the sun
gets a shine at in a year. and the moon
really does seem to take an interest in seeing
fun. AS the cars were racing through
bucolic scenes she burst forth in all her
splendor, and threw radiant field of white
light on the surface of the drab
curtain. Madam had pushed aside
the little lace fiounces of her
couch, as she took the water, and
now, as Knox rested his off ear on the side
rail, he could see the sharply defined outline
of a graceful head, and shapely arm
thrown partly over it. The shadow fasci-
mated him. 1t changed; evidently the SUBJ
stance of it had turned from the window
and was facing the curtain. For an instant
hand fitted across the moon-lit square, in
search, perhaps, for the little muff-like pad
which railroad companies furnish for pill
lows The restless sleeper noticed the pretty
shadow of her hand, no doubt, for she held
it so that all the fingers were displayed. She
made fist Of it. She did sly away, Jack,
come, JILL" with her thumb and pinky
finger.
In an instant Knox thought of something
He dropped his hand over the side till the
moons rays threw its shadow beside the
smaller one on the rep curtain. Instantly
the little one disappeared. Knox has a
handsome hand. il is one of his strong
points 1t is large hand, perhaps, but well
shaped, white and admirably cared for. Its
proprietor showed that he admired it, for
on the third finger cleaned and glistened in
the moonlight a 800 diamond. Such a
beauty Many time and oft, as he toyed
with his moustache in public places,
he had seen admiring glances wander
to it. An ugly man can attract at
%n.1f Qxro
Knox knew its attraction for the fair SEX
The newly arrived shadow on the curtain
hung limp and listless for moment Then
it took the shape of the first letter of the
deaf and dumb alphabet-the second-the
third. Knox got on well till he arrived at
H. when he seemed to be stranded. To his
delight the little fist crept onto the curtain
with the thumb and little finger sitting up
| like soldiers, helping him to the letter l.
| ly until they came to o. But the lady
| bridged over the difficulty, and the shadow
alphabet was successfully completed. Then
ensued little conversation:
"Row far do you go" spelled the shadow
| on the curtain.
"Chicago" answered the smaller hand.
''Traveling alonep
"Alas, yes"
"How nice"
"Do you go to Chicago"
81 believe l will"
care you a married ladyr' asked the big
hand.
"Widow," responded the little digits
Knox was in the seventh heaven as well
as the upper bunk.
1--WE win have breakfast together?" said
the curtain
with pleasure, 4" it replied.
'Do you ever indulge in a night capw
asked the Factions shadow
"Never wear one," answered the obtuse
one.
81 mean take little nip
81 couldn't think of it,"
"Sweet creature" he thought, !''she can't
be much over 20. All widows of 80 like a
drop of rye"
Knox had nearly sawed his ear off on the
side of the bunk by this time, but he was
enjoying himself hugely. The widow be-
low was bewitchingly favored with white
rose. 1t came up in gusts once in awhile.
A silver laugh also had gurgled several
times, and Knox was as pleased as Punch
with his delightful adventure.
In the midst of sentence the moon went
suddenly behind cloud, and Knox uttered
his first spoken words, "Ain't that too bad"
and whispered Yes floated back to him.
"Good night" Knox boldly lowered his
hand The widows reached it. This was
simply delicious. The jolt of her car swayed
their clasped hands. Knox was in elysium.
Go to Chicagos Why, he'd have gone to
Joppa Bidding the enamored man a soft
good night, and promising to be pune
tual for breakfast the widow pulled the
white lace curtains, and after awhile Knox
slept.
It was broad daylight when the porter
came through dropping boots in the differ
ent sections. He made an unnecessary row
in 10. Knox looked out and said Hello"
and then he wondered what the negro was
thrashing about the lower bunk.
lis the lady outi' he asked.
"Warn't no lady there boss, said the por
ter. ~ sposed they was, when l tole yer,
but it seemed Jest afore she went to bed she
fell in wifi an ole lady wat had number 81
an dude of fellow, he had a 'arf o. that
section, an they got to talking and jess
snapped. never dropped to it till the dude
got Off back yer to S'pension Bridge, an
seen i'm a leavin' number 10 just here under
you"
Knox was aghast. Was he awake1 He
rubbed his eyes, and as he rubbed them he
noticed that his ring was,gone.
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